MORE heated rivalry fics that are conceptually clever or unsettling or thorough. or all of the above
not all of them are aus . many are under 15k hits
put my hand on the stove (and the cross) - unseemlyndisturbed
(beautiful eerie prose, the religiosity holds substance and is hypnotic. Load bearing fanfiction)
“And there.
Through a break in the trees, there is a house. Wooden, old, the pale white paint of it greyed with age and dampness.
"I—" His voice comes out level, at least.
The man has tilted his head. "What? You want to sleep in your car?" He pulls his chin toward the dark interior of the house, a small gesture. "No. Come in. Is no trouble."
God hasn’t abandoned him yet, ha.
Shane Hollander's car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. The man who answers the door is charming, warm, and just his type. Ilya Rozanov is a very religious man. He has a lot to say about repentance.”
HOLLANDER VS ROZANOV I - gone_girl
(i know nothing about boxing, but this conveys the world so clearly. outsider pov in chapter 1. knowledgeable clever cool character study)
“After nearly a decade separated by weight class, Shane Hollander has given up his cruiserweight title to challenge undefeated heavyweight champion of the world Ilya Rozanov. The following is a presentation of HBO Boxing.”
A Side Door Into the Dark - magnetica
(climatology physics scientists in antarctica. includes citations at the end. in a short amount of words the sense of setting is sooo strong. very endearing and cold)
“Amundsen-Scott Station, Antarctica
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In grad school the only flirting he had mastered was the strategic deployment of phrases like ‘oh, really?’ and ‘is that so?’ It was brought to his attention by one of his more regular hookups in the kitchen of his apartment while they were cooking dinner, and he had said whenever Shane wanted to fuck he started talking like a coastal elite college girl who’d never had to ask for it outright. Now, in this strange point of contact with Ilya where it was obvious something vaguely carnal had passed between them, he thought about emulating his particular brand of assured charm. Whatever ideas he’d concocted devolved rather quickly into his own unintentional directness, and he said, “Does it scare you?”
“Does climatology scare you?” Ilya’s face was measured and calm, his foot still pressed against the curved joint above Shane’s heel.
“Yeah,” the word came out like a laugh, “it does, actually. A lot.””
decadent stress chamber - garagepaperback
(every word is intentional. frenetic. load bearing wall of a fic! buzzy. anything by garagepaperback is immaculate)
“Rush week confirms a lot of things. Ambitions, fears. Where do I fit? What if I don’t fit anywhere? Nervous freshman bitten-lip shit. Being an active, a senior, means having answers. Shane has no further questions.
–
Or, Shane’s in a frat. Ilya rushes.”
i looked over it and i ached - IsvsWorld
(very very good character study and exploration of shane’s japanese canadian experience. doesn’t shy away from the harder realisms.)
““I don’t really think about stuff like that,” Shane replies in interviews, his lips wooden at the words.
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Shane and being haafu, 2nd gen, and Asian.”
helpless, tender, open - makomoris
(sexy and sickly and loving..)
“Shane gets an annual cold, Ilya notices, when they start to officially date. It happens when they're both on the road, and he calls Shane from his shitty hotel and hears him sniffling, nose all blocked while he grumbles about having to sit out a game. Ilya lets him whine, says I know, I know, sweetie, it doesn't feel too good, I am sure. He's imagining Shane a little helpless in bed, unable to move, struck down with fever. It stirs something inside him, seeing Shane, usually so whip strong, fastest skater he's seen, laid away to waste by the simple common cold.
or Shane gets sick, and Ilya still wants.”
HOLLANDER & ROZANOV ARE DEAD - eurydicees
(buzzy and heartfelt and nosy)
It is December, and Scott has been out for long enough to pretend to be used to it, and things are not perfect but they’re fucking good, and Ilya Rozanov is at his apartment for dinner—has been for over an hour—and he’s still waiting so stupidly hopefully to introduce a boyfriend who very, very clearly isn’t coming.
(Or: studies on coming out, learning patience, one-sided conversations, and other absurdist waiting games.)
got milk? i mean, got yoghurt? - unseemlyndisturbed
(fascinating mixed media storytelling…chapter 2 ending we still think about you. read the tags but also it’s sick (like crazy?) but earnest and emotional. sexy and comedic too! :P Also really well researched and realistic which enhances the reading experience so much)
“There was a small recoil, nothing Shane would consciously register as a recoil, just a slight drawing-back of his head and a micro-expression crossing the bridge of his nose.
His brows pulled together for one second, and he pulled the carton away from his face, examining the opening.
Ilya Rozanov has seven cameras. Ilya Rozanov has a blog.
His gay roommate doesn't know about any of this”
hockeybot - hiljainen
(gratifying. mixed media)
“Here is what everyone thinks of you. It’s exactly what you feared. It might actually be worse.”
Thirsty Little Flower - anonymous
(like ok i guess we’re getting into the pervert section of the fic rec list. i really like the shane characterization and the representation of finding out you’re a freak on the family computer and running from it forever. very charming seriously.)
tag i love: “think of this like an erotic expansion pack. the base game has plenty of smut already.”
“Fuck, something was really wrong with him. It was one thing to jerk off in the shower thinking about a hot guy. So maybe it was kinda gay, whatever. It happens. It's really another thing to jerk off thinking about your rival. Who beat you in *two* competitions today. A guy who, in all likelihood, didn't even mean to brush your fingers like that. That's kinda pervy, right? But plenty of other guys are also kinda pervy.
It's really definitely not normal to jerk off thinking about a guy telling you to stay hydrated.
Fuck. Shane Hollander is a freak.”
welcome to the family - pressuretoparty
(so satisfying and makes me flinch. whole house mad❤️. really honest ottawa hollanov depiction.)
“"We are actually so fucking washed," Shane bitches. "I'm never getting better and you are stuck on a losing team that sucks. Everyone is going to forget about us."
"Don't make me trip you," Ilya says, calmly. "Let's do another lap."
"No," Shane barks. Ilya raises his eyebrows.
Shane refuses to accept this. This perpetual cycle of suck. When he invited Ilya to his cottage almost four years ago now, he didn't expect their relationship to turn into their fucking burial ground.
Shane finds himself grounded in Ottawa for the foreseeable future. With his newfound free time, he hangs out with his family, eats Costco Rotisserie chicken, and whips Ilya Rozanov back into a champion.”
On May 28th 2026, there has been a first vote regarding a bill that would repeal the Code Noir.
The Code Noir is a set of texts and decrees from the 17th-18th centuries, defining the conditions of slavery and the status of Black people in France. It is still technically in effect today, although technically void due to amendments and laws against slavery.
Steevy Gustave, an Ecologist MP from Essonne, gave a powerful speech about this Code Noir and what it meant and still means in France.
ID. OP image is a photo of someone reading two books at once. Visible is the outer cover of the Bible, which is edited to have the cover for "House of Leaves" by Mark Z. Danielewski. Propped up inside the book is a Minecraft manual which is much bigger than the other book and clearly visible.
Reblog image is screenshotted tags reading, "this is just a normal part of house of leaves. if youre reading it right." End ID.
That was delicious. I genuinely don't think I've seen anyone line up those scene parallels so well before. This was a perfect snapshot of every branch, rock, and mattress they hit on their way down
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